Summary

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"This lissome blonde will entertain men as told, albeit with little evidence of desire or sexual interest.In fact, there is hardly any evidence that she possesses strong emotions at all,yet she has the hegemonic power to make men think they are madly in love with her mind, throat, and soul.To be easily colonized by this woman is to end your own life."

But is Westergaard's wife a coy victim or a cold villain? In a world where decadence is kinged by mafias, gamblers, Nazis, blondes, call girls, and burlesque dancers, a smutty thief attempts to pick both of their locks. Hers should've been left alone, though. Along with those sparkly sapphires, that disturbing diary, and the Holy Grail between her legs.

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"People don't know what it's like for an inmate to spend their entire childhood preparing for their public execution. The gloves she must peel off like fruit rinds on coronation day are there to remind her that her body does not belong to her ― it belongs to her father's chains. The freckled sac of flesh is merely a windowless dungeon with white walls, where the bones underneath are all cell bars, yet still her manacled hands grope for a crack to slip through."

Flynn Rider is very familiar with robbing from Arendelle's castle to procure the "hidden" riches Weselton always bragged about. What he's not familiar with is being muscled into a deal with a queen who doesn't want her own tiara (or a particular prince).